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Oh Dlittle town of GBethlehem
How Dstill we Asee thee Dlie
BAbove the dark and Emdreamless sleep
The Dsilent Astars go Dby
For Bin the dark sky F#shineth
The Geverlasting F#light
The Dhopes and D7fears of Gall the years
Are Dmet in Athee toDnight
How Dsilently, how Gsilently,
The Dwondrous Agift is Dgiven;
So BGod imparts to Emhuman hearts
The Dblessings Aof His DHeaven.
No Bear may hear His F#coming,
But Gin this world of F#sin,
Where Dmeek souls D7will reGceive Him still,
The Ddear Christ Aenters Din.